The Poet Of Loneliness

She was an old soul,

desperately trying to find the meaning of her life. 

She couldn’t decide which world she liked better. 

The one her body was in, 

or the one her mind liked to escape to once in a while.

Like a broken flower, she hides her thorns from the cold world. 

Hoping immensely that there is an end to everything that is draining her spiritually. 

She had a wandering pen and an endless imagination.

Writing gave her a sense of freedom and happiness. 

She was the poet of loneliness.

Author's Note

This is not one of my best pieces.. Just a scribble. x

Reviews

[Surya]

Writing is an art that speaks your inner voice in a very beautiful way...
Your write is pretty good...
Thank you for sharing...

[Giulia King]

Thank you for taking your time to review, Surya :)

[Inject Positivity]

This is why poetry is the only silent language in the world other than love. It gives the person place to breathe in words and at least find a way to fight the demons of life. What is standing out in your writing is the story telling, you showed us how fortune we are to be able to write poetry... I would say one of your strong writes...

Note: In the line "Hoping immensely that there's is an end to" I think you have added an extra 'is'...

[Giulia King]

You are absolutely right! I fixed the grammar too, thank you for noticing :)

[Harley Quinn]

For something you consider to not be of your pieces it's pretty great. I enjoyed reading this. Very creative.

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much, Erica! I guess I'm just hard on myself.

[Pete]

this is pretty cool. "Like a broken flower, she hides her thorns from the cold world." is a line that stands out to me and sums up. gotta follow your heart and pursue what fulfills your soul and completes you. cannot deny. flows well while spilling the truth about herself. clever picture captures what is being conveyed perfectly.

[Giulia King]

Thank you for this amazing review, as always, Pete :)!

[Manu]

Loneliness actually evokes varied feelings.
Pen of writers fulfill that loneliness and gives life to those countless imaginations.
She was the poet of loneliness - very deep and meaningful line.
Beautiful poetry, Gullia :-)

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much, Gorthi :)

[Tabby Mac]

Well...your scribbles are my favorites! LOVELOVELOVELOVE!!! You have just written my feelings lately! Bravo!
Tabby

[Giulia King]

Your reviews make me so happy, Tabby! Thank you so much :)
Big hug!

[Tabby Mac]

YAY! Hug back!!
Tabby

[Alfred Kukitz]

Idea wise, I like it, the scribble could be more emotional.

Regards,
Al

[Giulia King]

Thanks for reading, Al!

[Valentine]

Just a scribble? I think not, you hit a lot of us with this little gem. Valentine

[Giulia King]

I'm happy I'm not alone, Kathy. Thank you so much :)

[Diamond]

Many here on WC can relate to this, it is you the writer, and also me the reader and a writer.

[Giulia King]

In a way, I'm happy they can. Just proves that I'm not alone

[Isabella Ivy]

That's me! Well put. Frankly stated, clear, concise and related to. What poet could ask for more? I.I.

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much, Isabella! I really love your name :)

[Isabella Ivy]

You're so sweet :) And you're most welcome!